"It seems wrong."

The closer he got to the St. Dawn Arena, the more suspicious Elin's expression became, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"What's wrong?" Beiro turned his head and looked at Ailin: "Ailin, can you eat your sausage before talking, and speak with a grilled sausage in your mouth? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"All right."

Ailin finished the biting half of the sausage in three bites, then looked at the magnificent Dome Saint Dawn Arena, which was close to her, and said, "Bello, have you remembered the date of the competition wrongly? This is related to the honor between the academy and the most powerful confrontation between the two academys. It should be much more exciting than the assessment of the war beasts. There should be more people to watch. Why are there all the people along the way?"

“The reason is simple.”

Bello looked at the sparse crowds on the road ahead and said, "Because our St. Dawn Academy's record is really bad. Every time I want to see my college beat people from other colleges and qualify, but every time I see people from my colleges, I am too disappointed and too embarrassed by something, so of course there are fewer people going to see it. For most academy, this annual competition is the biggest event in the entire Edge Kingdom. Countless students, and even graduates, will come to watch the competitions of their colleges. However, in our St. Dawn Academy, the most popular competition that is popular in the entire kingdom is about to be completely forgotten."

"The more bad the record and the less powerful the strength, the more we should go to the scene to cheer them up." Ailin said, "If you have enough momentum, you might be better if you perform."

"That's your idea. There are not many people like you who don't know what to embarrass."

"But the more embarrassing I feel, the less I pay attention to this game, the less I don't participate in this game as hotly as other academys. Isn't that going farther and less impossible to beat other academys?"

"Your sentence is very smart, and it's the point." Beiro narrowed his eyes. "Now, many of the guys in St. Dawn Academy who have some talent like Hawthorne condensed magical pellets early and became magicians are all trash who can only hide in the academy to pretend to be cool and handsome. Now I see these trash people have long no idea what courage is. If I didn't think that St. Dawn Academy has many powerful techniques that other academy does not have, and many powerful elite teachers, I wouldn't have entered such a shameful academy."

"Hey, isn't that Moss? He's here to watch the game."

Ailin suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed forward. Among the sparse crowds there, the red-haired Moss was approaching an entrance to the arena.

"The more freshman you are, the more novel you are about this game and also has hope for this game. So there are more freshmen in one year or two years to see it. Isn't it normal for this guy to see it?"

"We'll sit with him?"

"Okay, sit down and beat him up!"

“……then you shouldn’t.”

...

"Courage is the door to all dreams"

At the entrance of the blue St. Dawn Arena, Ailin, whose figure looks very small compared to the huge arena, saw that there were such lines of handwriting on the signs of the Arena.

He thoughtfully, lowered his head and followed Beiro into the venue.

When he passed through the passage, his eyes suddenly opened up, and the skylight shone out from the sky, covering him, his body shook and his eyes suddenly widened.

The cyan stands that can accommodate tens of thousands of people are like a circle of waves surrounding the circular venue below.

But this circular venue is not as flat as the venue of the beast training hall.

There are only weeds scattered on the entire site, shaking in the breeze, but most places are covered with pits and cracks of all sizes!

There are traces left by burning flames, bombarding heavy objects, and cutting sharp objects.

Even if I entered here for the first time, I can be sure that these are all traces left by the battle.

Those who have fought here may have long been forgotten, but the traces of their battle still exist.

At this moment, Ailin was a little unable to understand why the students of St. Dawn Academy who saw these traces of battle still ignored this kind of competition?

There are indeed not many students coming to watch the competition at St. Dawn Academy.

Students from other colleges are also very personalized and have various hobbies. However, when such competitions are in progress, most of the colleges' competition venues are full, but now there are almost half of them sitting in the venue of St. Dawn Academy.

Suddenly, there was a hustle and bustle in the competition venue that seemed a little air-cooled.

Looking in the sound, Ailin saw a large group of people in yellow costumes rushing in and soon occupied a stand.

These people wearing uniform yellow costumes also wore small leather drums and beat them. For a moment, the competition venue that seemed very quiet became extremely noisy.

"Are these students from Southern Monsoon Academy? Their uniforms are yellow, with the markings of sycamore leaves?" Ailin reacted and turned to look at Bello and asked.

"That's not the leaves of the paulownia tree, it's the maple leaf mark. The most powerful magician in the history of the Southern Monsoon Academy has a secret technique called "Maple of Life". This maple leaf mark is to remember the glory and legend of the powerful magician." Beiro pushed his glasses and said in a big shot: "Look carefully at the group of students and see which ones are the most arrogant and the most exciting."

"what?"

"The game is over later, and I'll beat those most noisy and arrogant ones."

“…”

...

Amid the hustle and bustle caused by a large number of students from the South Monsoon Academy, the red-haired Moss sat alone in a corner of the stands.

Since he happened to hit the five-man team on the road, he has been inexplicably anxious. From a powerful family of blood, he naturally does not have the idea of ​​finding a stable career after graduation and waiting for death. His goal is to become a powerful magician under the stars. For a proud freshman like him, the honor of the academy is also crucial. Before meeting that five-man team, he always believed that no matter how bad the Saint Dawn Academy's record is now, everything will be fine after he is qualified to fight in the Saint Dawn Academy.

However, the appearance of the five-man team made him doubt everything he had before.

The oppressive feeling that made him almost unable to breathe made him feel that he could not compete even in a year or two.

"how?!"

Suddenly, Mos, who was in a very complicated mood, suddenly stood up and breathed heavily.

At this time, the leading teachers of St. Dawn Academy and South Monsoon Academy, as well as the five-player teams from both sides, had already begun to enter the court. He could see at a glance that there was no blond boy in the five-player team of South Monsoon Academy!

“They aren’t the South Monsoon students participating team?”

"Who are they?!"

Moss stared at the South Monsoon Academy team blankly. Although he had no impression of the other four people besides the blonde boy, he was sure that the five-person team of the South Monsoon Academy were completely different from the five people he had encountered before.

...

"It's a god-like girl!"

On the other end of the stand, Ailin, who saw Chris among the members of the St. Dawn Academy team, immediately screamed excitedly.

Today, Chris's hair was tied up and looked very energetic.

"What's the name?"

Beiro muttered, staring at the five-man team of South Monsoon Academy with malicious eyes.

"Huh?" He quickly made a strange sound.

Ailin asked immediately: "What?"

"There is a guy who is new to their five-man team, which looks very dangerous." Beiro said seriously.

"Which one? Do you know the rest?" Ailin was stunned for a moment. He saw that the five people in the South Monsoon Academy team were all boys. One of them was very tall, looking nearly two meters away, with short hair, and did not wear the South Monsoon Academy coat like the rest. He was just wearing a yellow vest. His exposed skin had thick hair, and he looked as hard as steel needles.

Among the other four people, there was a short and fat man with a bloated figure. From a distance, he looked like a ball and seemed to be chewing something in his mouth. There was a little thin man with a strange green hair, and a man with his collar up, his hands were also hunched in his sleeves, his head was kept lowered, his hair was pale and he was tied into a braid. There was also a light yellow hair, with his figure and face very ordinary.

"I've watched the South Monsoon Academy team before." Moss touched his chin, as if he was calculating something: "That particularly tall guy with a squad looks was Ferdinand, the captain of their team. The fat ball was Apia, with white hair and shrouded in his clothes was from the Leswell family. The yellowish-haired boy seemed to be called Cruy, but the green-haired boy suddenly appeared."

"Is there anything special about the Leswell family?" Ailin looked at Bello with some grievance: "You haven't told me what the rules of this kind of competition are like."

"The Leswell family is a family of mixed blood mutations."

"Mutual blood mutation?"

"The power of bloodline is very mixed. The family has had a history of intermarriage with people with elves, giants, orcs in history. There are a little bloodline, so it is impossible to tell what kind of bloodline they are. It is only certain that the people in their family are also very agile, and there are several secret techniques in their family that only people with their family's bloodline can use."

Beiro's eyes were always staring at the green-haired little man who looked very low-key, but his explanation to Ailin was constantly: "Now you have seen the teams of both sides. There are all five people, so the rules of the game are very simple. Each side sends one person up. Those who win can continue to fight on the field until all five people on one side are defeated and the game will end."

"A one-on-one duel, can you continue to fight if you win?"

"Yes, so generally even if you can't beat it, you have to fight to the death. You have to try to use the opponent's strength and create opportunities for your teammates behind you." Beiro nodded, "So many games will be over when one side falls and never stands up again before it will be terminated."
Chapter completed!